The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 652

Then, Bihu peak was mainly composed of Youtian, the ink pool representing Tianguang peak and Guonan mountain, and the elders of each peak came forward to salute one after another.

Not everyone came to welcome his return, such as Nanqi and Fang Jingtian.

The most important thing for practitioners is to practice. They often shut down for more than ten years or even longer. No one can blame them.

Similarly, not everyone welcomed Jing Jiu's return. For example, the new leader of Yunxing peak, although saluting with the crowd, looked very cold.

Ping Yongjia, who hasn't returned to the green mountain for a hundred years, whispered to Yuanqu, "elder martial brother, who is this man?"

Yuan Qu said, "Kim Si Tao, after Fu Wang died, he is now the master of Jianfeng."

Ping Yongjia had a special liking for Yunxing peak and was curious about the new leader of Yunxing peak. Looking at each other's look and bearing, she couldn't help being disappointed and whispered, "that's it... It's not as good as me."

His voice was really very low. Only Yuanqu and others could hear it. He almost lost his smile.

No one thought, Jing Jiu suddenly said, "then come."

Xijian river was silent.

The breeze blew on the water, and the waves were slightly disordered.

The elders and disciples of each peak thought they had heard something wrong. Then they woke up and were shocked and speechless.

Kingsway's face became ugly.

Fortunately, Jing Jiu just said this sentence at random and didn't really do anything.

Next, he did not return to the end of the peak to see his monkey, nor did he rush to Tianguang peak to repair the chair, but went directly to Xilai peak.

Looking at the figure that went towards the past peak, people were even more flustered. They thought that as soon as the leader immortal came back, would there be a war on both sides?

Countless sword lights followed.

Guangyuan immortal was so worried that he wanted to talk to Jing Jiu, but he found that he couldn't catch up with his speed. He couldn't help but be shocked.

There was a slight buzz.

Well nine fell on the square in front of Xilai peak.

The breeze came out from the confession room and swept away in all directions, blowing out all the years of dust in the gap of the bluestone slab, rolling away like an air wave.

The green pines around the square moved like waves, which could not be calm for a long time.

Fang Jingtian walked slowly out of the dark hall, and the two extremely long silver eyebrows were blown by the breeze.

He didn't shut up, he didn't pretend to shut up, he was waiting here all the time.

"It's been a long time." Well nine looked at him and said.

Yes, it's really been a long time.

One hundred and fifty years ago, he returned to Castle Peak again and climbed Shenmo peak with Zhao Layue.

Since then, Fang Jingtian has been trying to kill him.

When Jingyang immortal's fake cave was opened, Fang Jingtian moved to kill his heart, but Zen son Lian drove by.

During the battle of Yuntai, the strong of the green mountain came out. Fang Jingtian was in charge of the green mountain. He also wanted to kill everyone on Shenmo peak, but Liu adagang was good to be present.

Jing Jiu is a person who will turn around and leave when he sees the shadow of death. In this life, he has experienced several life and death crises of his own choice and made careful preparations. Only Fang Jingtian's several murders made him truly feel the threat.

Because he was still weak at that time.

Not to mention the grand ceremony of Qingshan leader a hundred years ago. In the eyes of the world, he was forced out by Fang Jingtian after all.

The flame suddenly converged, and the sword light also closed. Immortal Guangyuan fell beside Jing Jiu, and his backhand was a sleeve.

Countless extremely pure sword ideas broke through the air and formed a barrier in front of the Laifeng hall, blocking all the three generations of disciples outside.

Only the peak leaders and the second generation elders, as well as those talented disciples who have broken the sea successfully, such as Zhuo Rushui, can come in.

Immortal Guangyuan advised: "martial uncle, please calm down. The proposal of the new leader a few years ago was not that the senior brother was greedy for power, but that you were sleeping in Chaoge city and the nine peaks were ownerless..."

At this time, the elder of the ink pool also rushed over. Ignoring the need to regulate his breath and calm down, he hurried forward and advised him bitterly, "master... Master... Master..."

Then, Cheng Youtian and more and more elders came to the past peak. Most people didn't dare to come forward. Only those with the highest status and the oldest qualifications kept persuading Jingjiu. What they said is of course very reasonable. Now that Yuan Qijing has just left, how can Castle Peak be justified if it falls into civil strife? More importantly, Castle Peak is now in full swing. If it is seriously frustrated, will it give Zhongzhou a chance to breathe?

But no matter what Guangyuan immortal and others said, Jing Jiu didn't respond. He just looked at Fang Jingtian in the distance.

Gradually, the voice of persuasion decreased. The simple and honest elder of Mochi was still unwilling. He blushed with anxiety and said indistinctly: "martial uncle... Uncle..."

Suddenly, Zhuo rusui came forward to hold the elder of Mochi, smiled and helped him out for a few steps.

Elder Mo Chi was even more worried. He slapped him on the head and said, "big... Big thing, this is... Big thing, don't make trouble!"

Zhuo rusui, with a cry of ouch, fell directly into the arms of elder Mo Chi and said in a painful voice: "martial uncle, you're too heavy, I'm going to die..."